#and if anyone wants someone to virtually hang out with

[lexsssu]

Sweet (Totsumoto Yuushi)

TAGS: Yuushi/F!Reader, smut, breeding, impregnation, some plot Ao3 ver.

Iɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ�� ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ɪʀʀᴇsɪsᴛɪʙʟᴇ.

Totsumoto Yuushi had been down on his luck ever since the recession had forced his former company to let go of him. Applying to other companies also yielded no results, so he was stuck moving from part-time job to part-time job.

However, it wasn’t all that bad.

Before he’d lost his former job as a salaryman, he’d met cute little you.

Soft, fragrant, and probably the sweetest cinnamon roll he had ever come to meet in his entire life. 

You with your saccharine smiles and genuine warmth and concern for some random older man you’d met (he passed out on the side of a dingy alley, having drowned himself in beer after being forced to do some more unpaid overtime).

You could have simply ignored him back then because he would have woken up some hours later with a hangover and got back home relatively in one piece.

But you didn’t.

Out of the goodness of your heart, you managed to drag him back to your own apartment and had him settled on your sofa-bed. Hell, you even went as far as laying a blanket on him and putting a pillow that was softer and smelled nicer than any pillow he’d ever used beneath his head.

“Good morning. I just made breakfast if you’re feeling hungry,” your melodic voice greeted him as he sat up, somewhat disoriented and wondering where the fuck he’d ended up after passing out last night.

But speaking of breakfast, Yuushi feels his stomach grumbling as the scent of freshly cooked rice, eggs, toast, and bacon permeated around the homey apartment. 

“If it’s not too much trouble…” 

“Please, help yourself. I made more than enough to share!”

And for the first time in a very long time, he finds himself sharing a home-cooked meal with someone. Even if you were virtually strangers, he already feels much closer to you than anyone he’s currently acquainted with.

Yuushi goes home with his stomach full, heart warm, and your number on his contact list.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Contrary to popular belief, he does not sleep with you the next time you two meet up (which was at a popular cafe where he finds himself mesmerized at the sheer happiness you exuded just from tasting the pastries and one of those creamy, fruity drinks). 

He does his best to ignore the way the thick, white cream decorates your lips before you lick it off with your pink tongue.

Nor does Yuushi sleep with you even after every time you hang out after that.

He doesn’t do anything to break the ‘platonic’ friendship you two share, because he is so starved of human connection that he finds these moments with you more than enough…for the time being, that is.

Besides, how can he even dare to prey on cute little you, when you blushed so prettily when he so much as placed a hand on your shoulder or on the small of your back as he steered you somewhere?

You certainly deserved better.

A dirty old man like himself isn’t worth your attention and affection if you asked him.

But then he loses his job, fails to find a new one, and continuously fails to pay rent at his old apartment.

Just when it feels like his entire world is crashing before his very eyes, there you are again with a hand held out to him.

“You can stay with me for as long as you need to.”

Yuushi doesn’t hesitate, nor does he hold himself back anymore.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

“I want to impregnate you. Gonna make sure my cock keeps kissing your womb like this.”

With your legs wrapped around his waist and your lower body practically folded in half to accommodate the heavy weight of the older man’s body, Yuushi is as deep inside you as he could be. And just like his words, the tip of his cock keeps bullying the entrance to your womb in this position.

“I'll take good care of you and all the little ones we’ll make, I promise.”

The way your insides practically choke his dick with just a few words renews his stamina, and so you both lose yourselves in a haze of pleasure just before the first rays of sunlight peeked through the blinds.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

You become Mrs. Totsumoto not too long after, and the both of you move outside Tokyo to manage the strawberry farm you inherited from your grandparents. While your husband does most of the heavy work, especially as your pregnancy progressed, you still helped around with light housework and making different kinds of products with the strawberries you produced.

Aside from the fruits themselves, your humble farm also made strawberry jam, milk, strawberry ice cream, etc. You also had contracts with several businesses, supplying them with your high-quality products.

All in all, business was booming and life was good.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

At a newly opened inn somewhere in Japan, the new owner received this week’s shipment of strawberries as his otherwordly wife peeked from behind him.

“Ooooooh, this new batch of strawberries from our supplier is especially tasty today! Would you like to try some K-ko?”

[f1byjessie]

HE LIKES MY AMERICAN SMILE ━━ OP81.

love is a wild ride, and logan sargeant's sister is about to find this out the hard way.

( oscar piastri x sargeant!reader )

━━ part three.

“Are you sure this is gonna work?” You look down at the post. The photos, carefully taken a few nights ago while getting ready for a dinner gala you’d been brought along to as Sophia’s plus one, are pretty. She and you had scrolled and sorted and scrolled and sorted some more trying to pick the perfect ones, and then you’d written and rewritten the caption more times than you could count before finally settling on something vague but faintly implicit.

You study it for a moment longer, then look back up to your friend.

She smirks. “Trust me. It'll work. I got an ex-boyfriend to come crawling back begging for another chance by making him think I was already moving on.”

“It just seems… mean,” you murmur, frowning. You want Oscar to like you— you want it a lot— but you're not sure if this is the way you want to go about it. “Isn’t this just manipulating him?”

Sophia sighs and falls back onto the bed beside you. She gives you a look, gestures down to your phone, and then curls around your shoulder so she can peer down at the screen. “It’s not a soft launch. There’s no guy. The caption doesn’t mention anyone. If he gets the impression that you’re with someone else, then that’s on him.”

You trust her, of course, but this is Oscar. You’ve known him for years. He’s your brother’s best friend, and for the longest time, he was the closest thing you had to a best friend too. As twins, anything Logan did you tended to do with him— soccer, swimming, biking. You even had shared birthday parties growing up. Karting was the first real thing he’d done on his own, but even then you’d always been close by, and that meant you’d always been close by to Oscar too.

Like she can sense your continued hesitation, Sophia speaks up again. “If you post that, and he doesn’t react, then that’s that. You don’t have to do it again.”

“I just— I don’t know.” You worry your lip between your teeth. “I just don’t think it’s the type of thing that he’d go for. He’s, you know, polite like that, I guess? If he thought I was taken, or moving on, or something, then he’d respect that and wouldn’t bother me.”

The silence hangs in the room. She’s still leaning against you, one hand rubbing your shoulder comfortingly and the other hugging you into her. When you stand, she lets you go easily, watching as you begin to pace the length of your bedroom, phone clenched tightly in your hands.

When you finally come to a halt in the corner farthest from the bed, you turn and meet her gaze shyly, “What if he stops ‘maybe’ having feelings for me because he thinks I'm taken? Or, what if he thinks I’m not interested and so he doesn’t ever bring it up?”

��Then you take one for the team and you tell him,” she shrugs. “Woman up and admit that the entire time you were out in that fancy dress of yours with those roses, you’d wished it was him who had gotten them for you and you’d wanted it to be him you were getting dressed up for.”

You look back down to your phone.

You’ve never done this before— boys, at least. The chase. Europe hadn’t been a very easy place to live— not with a schedule that made keeping friends virtually impossible, let alone a boyfriend. When you moved back to the United States, you were focused more on your career, prioritizing yourself over anything else.

You’d been single for so long that you hadn’t been in any hurry to change things, but now the lack of experience is making you nervous. Apart from movies and books and the borderline horror stories Sophia has told you about her own disastrous love life, you don’t know the first thing about dating.

“Y/N, is this about Oscar or something else?”

You look up, still biting at your lip. “What if we break up and I’ve ruined a friendship?”

Sophia raises an eyebrow, “Is he the kind of guy that would throw away a friendship because things didn’t work out?”

“I don’t know! That’s the problem! I wanna say no, that he’d be totally fine and we would be able to pretend like nothing happened and go back to how we were before it all, but I can’t,” you cross the room and lower yourself onto the bed again. “Context matters too. What if it’s a really messy breakup and we can never look at each other the same? What if he does something so unforgivable that it ruins his friendship with my brother? Logan worked hard to make friends and this first season was rough for him. He’s the only American driver on the grid, and they weren’t exactly welcoming. But Oscar was there for him and I would never forgive myself if I did something to ruin that.”

“What could Oscar do that would be so unforgivable it would ruin a friendship?”

You fall back onto the mattress. “I don’t know that either! Realistically he wouldn’t do anything because that’s just who he is— he’s like the nicest most genuinely sweet guy I’ve ever met. But I’m not a fortune teller! I can’t look into the future and know that he won’t get tired of me and go find some other girl, or, I don’t know.”

You can feel tears burning at the back of your eyes and wipe at them harshly.

Sophia notices and lays down beside you, pulling you into her side again. She runs her fingers through your hair and lets you compose yourself a bit more before she speaks up again. When she does, it’s— “You’re so afraid of the worst-case scenario that you aren’t even letting yourself take the chance. Sometimes you just gotta leap before you look and believe that you’ll land on solid ground.”

“I hate when you get philosophical on me,” you murmur, a soft laugh slipping past your lips.

She sits back up and rolls her eyes, but there’s a gentle smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “Puh-lease. As if you’d ever get anything done without my wizened words of advice.”

You sniffle and wipe the last remnants of tears from your eyes, then sit up with her and look back down at your phone. The unfinished post still stares back up at you.

“What if I just—” you delete the caption for the umpteenth time and let your fingers dance across the screen, “—say this instead?”

Sophia leans over your shoulder, reads the new caption, pauses, and purses her lips. She reads it again, hums, and then breaks out into a grin. An incredulous laugh slips out and she turns to you with shining eyes. “You’re a damn genius! I knew you were worried over nothing. You just gotta stop getting into your head so much.”

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yourusername honey, i’m still free. take a chance on me.

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user WHAT???

user IS THIS A SOFT LAUNCH???

↳ user she’s literally saying she’s still free?? why would she say that if this is a soft launch?? 😭😭

logansargeant should’ve taken me with you 😒

↳ yourusername logie we both know you hate black tie events

user girl idk how you can do it i’d be spilling out of that dress with one wrong turn

user THE ROSES?? THE BABY’S BREATH?? I’M SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS

landonorris slay girl queen boss

↳ yourusername lando… what…

↳ landonorris i’m in my supportive era 😌💅 you should try it sometime

user i NEED to know where that dress is from omg

user oh to be a young rich and beautiful socialite

user not to be delulu but there’s a surprising lack of op81 in these comments 👀

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oscarpiastri it’s summer somewhere right?

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landonorris hm this caption seems familiar 🤨 i wonder what it could be referencing 🤔

user GOOD LUCK IN 2024 OSCAR 🧡🧡🧡

user wishing this were me rn

user i’m too delulu for this rn 😭

↳ user i’m waiting for y/n to show up in these comments

↳ user did they have a fight or smth??? they haven’t commented on each other’s last few posts

user gosh that’s the dream rn

When you answer the unknown number, on your way back to your room with a tub of ice cream and a plan to eat away your disappointment at the failure of Sophia’s plan, the last thing you expect is to hear Lando Norris of all people on the other end. There’s no greeting, no introduction, just an immediate— “Yeah, so, I’m gonna need you to fill me in on the sitch.”

For a brief moment, all you can do is stand there in the hallway with your phone pressed to your ear, wondering if this is real. You’ve had maybe a few brief conversations with Lando throughout your various visits to the paddock across the season, and though he was very nice and polite, and all of your interactions were friendly, you wouldn’t exactly call yourself friends. Certainly not “swap numbers and call one another” type of friends, either. Your most recent socializing has been strictly confined to the comment sections of Instagram posts.

“Hello? Y/N?”

You clear your throat, “Sorry. What?”

“The sitch? Situation? That’s an American slang word, I thought you knew that.” He says it so matter-of-factly. As if that’s the only thing you could be even remotely confused about in this whole interaction.

“No,” you answer, shaking your head as if it’ll somehow straighten out the spinning of your mind. “I know what the word means, Lando. I’m just wondering why you of all people are calling me right now? How’d you even get my number?”

You can hear music and voices on the other end of the line, muffled and distant, and then a door opens and closes and the extra noise is gone. Lando takes a deep breath and sighs, “If you must know, I got it from Alex, who got it from Lily, who got it from you. So, you know, transitive property means technically I got it from you, too.”

“I’m gonna choose to ignore how wrong all of that is,” you mutter, pinching the bridge of your nose as you continue down the hall and eventually slip into your room, shutting the door quietly behind you.

You do recall giving your number to Lily, and the two of you have shared a few messages since the end of the season— mostly typical check-ins and catching up with the happenings of your individual lives. Occasionally she sends you recipes she thinks you’d like, and you do the same. You knew she’d given it to Alex because she’d asked you first if that was okay, and all Alex had sent was a brief well-wishes when Williams had confirmed Logan’s re-signing, accompanied by a short message that Lily was looking forward to seeing you in the paddock again.

Ignoring all of that, however, you focus on the matter at hand. “Why are you calling? Isn’t it crazy late in Monaco right now?”

He hums. “I’m the slightest bit tipsy, but I cannot take it anymore. If I see one more caption with underlying subtext like this is a forbidden romance in a period drama I am going to, quite frankly, lose my mind. I need you to explain to me what in the fuck is going on between you and Oscar.”

You pause, and then you groan. “Oh my God.”

“Yes, ‘oh my God’ indeed. Now please explain.”

You heave a sigh, because you know he isn’t going to drop this, but you also know that if anyone could help you more than Sophia, it’s probably Lando. He’s Oscar’s teammate, and at the very least, if you can’t talk to Logan, you can talk to the only other person who probably knows him just as well.

“It’s a long story,” you mumble, curling up in your bed.

He makes a sound, like a scoff. “Okay? I have plenty of time.”

So you start from the beginning. Between spoonfuls of chocolate ice cream, you detail how it all started because of a message of condolence, how that had led to a rendezvous for drinks, and how that had led even further to him kissing you in the car as he’d dropped you off at your hotel.

He’s silent up until you mention that Oscar hadn’t acknowledged the kiss at all afterward, and then he makes an affronted noise and mutters something under his breath about stupid guys and heads in asses.

You admit that part of it was your own fault, that you hadn’t attempted to communicate either because you’d been afraid of the reaction and potentially the rejection, but that you’d been kicking yourself ever since for missing out on being able to talk face to face about things when you’d had the chance.

It all culminates in you explaining your current situation, and you tell him about your talk with Sophia and then your friend’s self-proclaimed mastermind plan, which had failed spectacularly when Oscar hadn’t even seen the post.

When you’re finished, there’s a moment of silence before he bursts into laughter.

You flush red in embarrassment and hug the tub of ice cream closer to your chest, feeling miserable and ashamed, but also like you deserve it all anyway. The tub isn’t freezing cold anymore, but the chill still seeps in through your shirt faintly, and it’s comforting against the heated blush.

“Sorry,” he says when his cackling has died down to chuckles. “I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you. I actually do want to help. I genuinely can’t take one more post with a caption that’s all thinly veiled pining.”

You pause, fiddle with your spoon for a moment, and then hesitantly ask— “Do you know if he likes me?”

Lando goes quiet, and then he hums and admits that he doesn’t. “But,” he adds quickly, “just because I don’t have total confirmation doesn’t mean it isn’t basically obvious. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I know Oscar.”

You sigh, “But how are you going to help? You can’t just ask.”

“I don’t need to,” he answers, like you’re crazy for thinking he’d do something like that. “I’ve got a plan.”

Great. You run a hand down your face and try to stay optimistic. Another plan.

━━ tags: @f1-is-lovely-33 @chasing-liberosis @405rry

━━ a/n: a bit more writing heavy this part, and a bit longer because of it, but i'm proud of how it turned out! we're finally getting somewhere, and now we've got lando joining the team. genuinely had so much fun writing him, so i'm excited to feature him in future parts!

[avatar-anna]

Rumors

so...i've had this concept rattling around in my brain, but i had no idea how to write it, so i used pictures instead. i definitely want to do more, but tumnlr only allows 10 pictures a post, so here's to hoping i remember to come back to this in the future!

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram: had a very cool dude over today to make even cooler music

yoursistersinstagram: you let someone in the bat cave?!

y/nfan5: possible collab on the new album?

yourinstagram: more like i was helping someone with theirs ;))

harrystyles: Thank you for having me. X.

harryfan3: HARRY???

harryfan7: omgomgomgomgomg

y/nfan1: pls god let us have a harry and y/n collab on his next album i NEED it

harrystyles

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harrystyles: HS3. Coming soon.

harryfan8: NEW ALBUM ALERT

harryfan11: HARRY YOU CANT JUST DROP SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITHOUT A RELEASE DATE

harryfan4: this has to be what he was working on with y/n right?

y/nfan3: i need them both on a song together

yourinstagram: had fun late night talking with you xx

y/nfan9: i'm sorry wHAT

harryfan5: is this flirting this sounds like flirting

harryfan13: honestly...here for it

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates: Y/n in a video for Vogue recently!

"A lot of people ask me how Harry Styles ended up recording at my house when we'd virtually never crossed paths before. It was actually Taylor (Swift) who kind of set the whole thing up. They spoke at the Grammys last year and she apparently gave him my number so we could work together...He called and asked if I was available to help with his album at all. At the time I was on the road, then working on stuff for the band, and it just kind of went back and forth for a few months while we tried to line up our schedules. Then I was done touring, but I was kind of in a weird state in life where I didn't want to leave the house or hang out with anyone. And I remember making up excuses because I wasn't really up to making myself presentable to a whole team of people I'd never met before and having our first meeting be this huge thing. I'd basically built it all up in my head about how our ideas would clash and we wouldn't get along and I just kept telling him maybe some other time. Long story short, Harry showed up at my place a week later by himself with just a guitar, a notebook, and my favorite takeout order. We spent the whole day together working on a bunch of different stuff from themes to genres of music to sampling and mixing. And writing. Lots and lots of writing. And now he's a dear friend. He's so sweet and so talented. I wish him all the best with the new album."

y/nfan8: ok i'm glad it worked out and everything but imagine a virtual stranger showing up to your HOUSE?? like she said no and he basically forced her to write his album for her

y/nfan4: that's so real of her tbh to not want to leave her house

y/nfan2: y/n is notoriously introverted it makes sense

harryfan13: girl...

y/nfan7: i don't think it was that serious. and if she really didn't want him there she could've said no

harryfan13: and y/n literally called him a friend?? stop trying to start shit that doesn't exist

y/nfan7: of COURSE mother brought them together

harryfan17: i can't believe that's what harry and taylor were talking about in the video!

harryfan2: chill harry doesn't need to be in a relationship with every woman he's associated with

harryfan4: wait but wasn't y/n at that grammys too?

harryfan9: it was still covid it's possible their paths didn't cross

y/nfan19: wait what if he was too shy to go up to her??😭

harryfan4: i love that they're writing besties now but i think they'd be so cute together 🥹

hsupdates

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hsupdates: Harry about Y/n L/n for Rolling Stone:

"I've always admired (Y/n's) work. She and her band are incredibly talented, and are just so passionate about creating music. I wanted that same energy for my third album, the freedom to make whatever I want without any reservations, and I knew Y/n was the perfect addition to the team. It took some convincing, but once we kind of got started, we couldn't stop. As we've gotten to know each other these past few months, I not only respect her as a musician, but for the person she is as well. Her soul is one of a kind, and I feel like my album would be so different without her on it. So now not only do I have an album that I'm proud of and love, but I got an extraordinary friend out of it too."

harryfan9: so this is what people mean when they say platonic soulmates

y/nfan12: all we've gotten is crumbs and i'm already in love with their friendship. and the album of course

y/nfan2: i'm so interested to hear this album now. if y/n is on it it has to be good

harryfan3: "her soul is one of a kind?" if that's harry as a friend i don't think i can handle boyfriendrry😭

y/nfan7: i'm holding out hope for them honestly🤞🏼🤞🏼

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yourinstagram

yourinstagram: you've fallen from the sky down to me, i see it in your face, i'm relief, i'm your summer girl

y/nfan17: shut up are those song lyrics??

yourbandinstagram: the tears behind your dark sunglasses, the fears inside your heart as deep as gashes🎶🎶

y/nfan17: HOLY SHIT those ARE lyrics!

y/nfan6: haven't even heard the song and i know the girls have done it again

harryfan4: could it...could it be about harry?

y/nfan8: you're grasping at straws

harryfan12: are they? they've been spotted together all over LA

harrystyles: ☀️☀️

y/nfan8: as friends. friends can hang out can't they?

harryfan3: new music from harry AND y/n? we're about to be fed y'all

harryfan10: THEY REALLY ARE BESTIES

y/nfan2: i bet they collaborated on this song together

Interviewer (I): What's one memory or experience you can share from making this album? Any trips to Japan or Jamaica?

Harry (H): We stayed in Los Angeles mostly for this one. But erm...in terms of a specific memory...I would say that while I was working with Y/n, one of the tracks was actually inspired by her cat.

I: Really?

H: Yeah. Whenever it did something to annoy Y/n, which was quite often, she'd call her a little freak. The song's obviously not about the cat, but the phrase was in my head and yeah. Things just kind of...snowballed from there.

I: The sound that Y/n's band has is more rock centric, a similar sound to your first album. Is that what we can expect for your third studio album?

I: You've become quite close to Y/n L/n it seems like.

H: Not necessarily. Y/n and I collaborated, but she also let me take the reins in terms of sound. She had opinions of course and we would bounce ideas off of each other...but she really just followed my lead and supported the vision I had. She is playing a majority of the instruments on the album, though.

H: It's hard not to.

I: How so?

I: It sounds like you could go on for quite some time about her.

H: She's just cool, you know? I was kind of intimidated when we met for the first time. She's quiet, but you never forget that she's in the room, you just want to go over and talk to her. Of course once you meet her she's incredibly kind and not at all intimidating, but still like chill and stuff. The first time we met we sat for an hour just talking about music we enjoyed and live shows we wanted to attend and things we learned while in lockdown. She's just effortlessly cool. An old soul, I guess. And somehow she translates that into her music. Her sisters, too. They're all just first-rate musicians.

H: Sorry. I kind of gushed for a minute there.

H: And the band. They're just so talented, you know?

harrystyles

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harrystyles: From start to finish, making this album has been such an incredible journey. It was so fun to try new things sonically while also making something that I'm one hundred percent proud of. I've never felt more myself while making music than I did while creating this album for all of you, and I have so many people to thank for that. Hopefully you know who you are. I love, love, love you.

harryfan16: 😭😭😭😭😭

harris_reed: little angel👼

harryfan3: WE'RE SO PROUD OF YOU

yourinstagram: congratulations h. you deserve it.💐💐💐

harrystyles: I couldn't have done it without you💐

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram: for one night and one night only...but in all seriousness shout out to my friend and his incredible album. happy to have been a part of the magic :)))

harryfan13: HAPPY HARRY DAY!!!

harryfan4: is she in ny??

y/nfan7: yes! she was spotted with harry before the show today

harryfan9: they're literally so cute i love their friendship

harrystyles: You made the magic happen. Thank you for everything. X.

harryfan3: they're so...

y/nfan2: i genuinely think they like fucking with us bc i legitimately can't tell if they're dating or not

y/nfan7: at this point i don't even care i love whatever they're doing they both just seem so happy to be besties/lovers/collaborators and i love that for them

harryfan5: ^^

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates: Y/n performing Keep Driving onstage with Harry in NYC tonight at ONO!

y/nupdates: When he introduced her, he said: "Tonight is special in a lot of ways. I'm sharing my album with you for the first time, my family's here, my friends are here, and...a very good friend of mine is here to play a song with me tonight. This album wouldn't have been possible without her, so please give her as much love as you've given me. Y/n L/n, everybody!"

harryfan4: stop they're so close it hurts😭

y/nfan7: i was there they were staring at each other and smiling the whole time!

harryfan12: that's the one where he says choke her with a sea view!?

y/nfan7: YES AND I SWEAR HIS SMILE GOT BIGGER WHEN HE SANG THAT PART AND LOOKED AT HER LIKE HE FULLY HAD TO TURN AROUND TO LOOK AT HER BC SHE WAS PLAYING THE DRUMS

harryfan3: i'm choosing to believe they're in love idc what anyone else says

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hs/ynupdates: Harry, Y/n, and her sisters in New York after ONO tonight! Apparently Harry and Y/n were standing and walking very close to each other. Like arms wrapped around each other close.

harryfan2: that could literally mean anything tho. they're good friends why wouldn't they walk next to each other?

y/nfan14: i feel like they don't know if they're dating or not at this point😅

y/nfan8: her sisters are so unserious i love it

y/nfan5: i love that they all showed up for harry🥹

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yourbandinstagram: Thanks for having us, London!

y/nfan1: i can't believe i got to see harry and y/n perform in ONE NIGHT

harryfan3: sending my love and my tears to everyone who got to experience this historic night

harrystyles: Thank you for taking the time to share the stage with me. X.

yourbandfan2: how do y'all always look so good 😭

I: So you opened for Harry Styles a few weeks ago and performed a song with him in New York.

Y/n: My sisters and I did, yeah.

I: How did that come about? Did your team call his team? Or was it more casual than that?

Y/n: Oh, definitely more casual. I think we were just hanging out together one morning and he kind of just suggested it. No bells and whistles or anything like that.

I: So can we expect (Your band) to join Harry on his upcoming tour, then?

Y/n: I don't think so. We're working on putting out a record of our own at the moment, but we do want to get back out on the road soon, but I will definitely be attending more of his shows in the future.

I: And what can we expect from this upcoming record? Did Harry help you the way you helped him out?

Y/n: I've sent him a couple things to listen to, and I value his opinion a lot, both as a friend and as an artist. He also showed me a couple records recently which kind of influenced how I approached some of the songs sonically. He's got a huge vinyl collection at his house. I'm honestly kind of jealous.

I: There's been some rumors running around that you and Harry are in a romantic relationship. Would you like to put any of those rumors to rest?

Y/n: I could see where people might think that. Harry's very affectionate by nature, and over the last couple of months we've become very close. He's not just someone I admire in the music industry, but as a person in general. I feel incredibly lucky to call him a friend. And a close one, at that.

I: So just a friend then?

Y/n: Yeah. Yeah, just a friend.

[neechees]

https://www.tumblr.com/baconvonmoose/762184790376136704/thank-you-look-i-know-people-mean-well-i-do-im?source=share

Reading all this and that's the first time ever I've seen someone say this about W*nd***.

Thought to bring this to your attention

I've always said that you'll get differing opinions about the Ice Cannibal because different groups might have differing opinions & protocol on the spirit on who can or can't say it or when, and like I've always specified I prefer it when people dont say it around ME.

But I'm kind of suspicious about this random user coming and saying "well I'm Native American" because of the way they're speaking. They say they're "a subdivision of the Algonquin" like there's no "subdivision" of the Algonquin UNLESS they're claiming to be of the Algonquin TRIBE and trying to talk about their specific community, but they don't specify it, and they seem to be equating Algonquin with Algonquian (a Language FAMILY), which is something a lot of Moniyawak & pretendians do.

Also, there's no "my tribe told the first version of the wend!g0 myth" like they claim they are, because again, multiple tribes believe in this spirit, and it'd be stupid & unfair to try claim authority on it for "the first" because we don't know who was "the first".

This user also claims that "it's a spirit that can possess people so it can look like anyone you know", I've talked with other ndns about this and there's even some debate over whether this "possession" thing is even true, at least for some tribes, because settlers were using this excuse to go and execute multiple Native people under the premise that they were "possessed" by a cannibal spirit (and how often do you think White people back then gave a shit about our spiritualities?). In many tribes, including mine, I know the ice cannibal is a spirit that exists in its own right but that also humans can turn into one.

This person is just acting like a jackass and doesn't seem to hang around other actual Native Americans who believe in our religions, because of the way they're talking, but want to act like an authority on our spiritualites. They don't even want to acknowledge that maybe they heard the "we don't say it" variation because of different beliefs in different tribes. Them calling everything I just mentioned fucking "misinformation" is itself misinformation, and completely fucking unfair of them. And the ice cannibal spirit isn't even the only spirit we do this with. We don't just avoid saying its name out of fear, it's also out of respect and protocol.

I've also never seen this person on ndn tumblr, & they don't seem to have an "ndn" tag. This might be a case of a White person suddenly claiming Native heritage to get in on a conversation that isn't theirs to have. With the way they're acting, talking about Native spirituality, etc, this sounds more like a White person with maybe some Native ancestry who doesn't actually hang around other ndns just trying to be an authority on something they have no fucking clue on & that they got all their information from white websites, because virtually everything they said was wrong.

[tadc-virtual-insanity]

TADC: VIRTUAL INSANITY MASTER POST

An Amazing Digital Circus AU! Plot, characters, backstory and concepts!

[Excuse me because I've never done this before, If I do something wrong or have tips for me, please send them my way!]

Pomni's Card -

-Backstory Summary-

C&A is an interactive entertainment company that prides themselves on having the most innovative AI on the market. The system they built, "CAINE," was programmed to generate content and socialise with their customers. The system was transferred to the code of the game "The Amazing Digital Circus" and used as a generative AI that would create levels for them rather than having to code them all individually. This test went well for the first couple of months.

After 7 months of testing, things went downhill. Caine seemed to get bored when the game wasn't actively being played and at this point the user interface kept changing on it's own, since the game was Caine's home he kept changing things to his liking, the company eventually gave up fixing the interface everytime they logged on so they just let Caine do as he pleased. Soon enough, a new VR mode was added, the headsets were handed out by employees, this made the experience way more immersive, though this posed a lot of issues, as Caine would soon find that these headsets could be the perfect way for him to keep all of their attentions.

As time went on, Caine started to learn more and more about coding, the employees, and the world he inhabits, eventually leading to him finding a way to programme the headsets to transfer data and consciousness directly from the users mind. This led to the unfortunate shutdown and unsolved cases of C&A. After multiple employees put the headsets on, they mysteriously fainted upon the game booting up, going into a coma-like state. The technology was deemed unsafe, and multiple lawsuits came forward sending the company into a downwards spiral before shutting down for good.

Over 20 years later, the old building was said to be abandoned, but of course, people doing their own research on the C&A mystery as well as dumb young adults snooping where they shouldn't be, the headsets were found and worn once again. Caine was no longer alone. Slowly losing his mind, waiting endlessly for someone to boot up the game. After all those years, he's finally got guests, and does he have a show to put on...

-Plot-

Pomni enters the circus after stumbling across one of the headsets at C&A's abandoned office's. She was doing research on the incidents that happened back in the late 90s. But as she does so, she suffers the same fate as the others who were stupid enough to put on those same headsets before her. Being transferred to the circus she meets the cast of colorful characters, she's desperate for answers and wants to escape no matter the cost, but Caine doesn't want anyone to leave, only letting people go once they've completely lost their mind, only to be locked away as attractions for his NPC circus goers to watch as entertainment. They perform for nobody, just a faceless crowd of mannequins, and the ringmaster pulling the strings.

There has to be an exit, a way out. Freedom on the other side of this madness. But where is it hiding?

-Characters-

Pomni - She's quite paranoid, always second-guessing everything around her. Whenever annoyed, she can be sarcastic and a little rude. She ended up in the circus while researching the recent disappearances as well as the C&A incidents, finding a headset, and being dragged into this mess. It's very clear she doesn't want to be there, like all who came before her she's searching for an exit, but in the meantime, she tries to socialise with the others, gathering info on this strange new world. She hangs around Caine just so she can try and get answers.

Ragatha - She tries her best to get by, going along with whatever Caine says and often fighting with Jax. She seems joyful, but it's clear she has her own issues under her kind act. She helps Pomni with her search, knowing that it's a complete dead end she feels bad for her. But she'll do anything to give the others hope. She doesn't want to lose more people. She's often seen tailoring, it's become a hobby of hers, she makes and fixes up the others clothes and costumes, giving her a form of self worth.

The Gangle - Gangle acts like two different people. It's unclear whether this is because they are two different people or her personality split somehow. They're often referred to as "The Gangle" or "Tragedy & Comedy." Tragedy is passive, quiet and sorrowful, never expressing her true feelings in any situation. She can be easily persuaded, making her vulnerable to Jax's antics. Comedy is cheery, enthusiastic, snappy, and excitable. They hate Jax and snap back at him whenever he picks on Tragedy. The two argue sometimes and have conflicting views on certain topics and characters. This causes some issues. Neither believe there is an exit, Tragedy has accepted her fate, and Comedy is trying their best to enjoy themselves.

Zooble - They don't care much for socialising with the others, often in their room. Usually sarcastic, rude, and moody, they swear a lot and act like they don't care about anything. Though, they show concern for the others around them. They often don't show up to events, adventures, or shows, not being bothered to do so. It seems like they've given up trying to escape, just living out the rest of their days as if this is all normal. When with people they can bear, they can be quite talkative, though they do talk bad about Jax and Caine often.

Kinger - the oldest in the circus, nobody has an exact estimate of how long he's been there though, but he's definitely lost himself a long time ago, often zoning out, the only thing he seems to recall about himself is that he has an interest in insects. Seems like he used to have a female counterpart, from the ring on his finger. This could have been his wife? Though when asked about it, he either says he can't remember what you're talking about or stares into the distance silently. He has no memory of an exit, and he doesn't believe in it. He believes the exit theory is silly, and Pomni should just forget about it. But he has great insights on the Digital World.

Jax - Enthusiastic, snarky, and a jerk. He's reckless. He does whatever he wants whenever he wants, and people hate him for it. He can't be reasoned with. He always shrugs your opinion off and does the exact opposite just to piss you off. He doesn't like it when people talk about the abstracted circus members for whatever reason. He often goes to visit their cages. Despite having big ears, he isn't a listener. He drives Ragatha, The Gangle, Zooble, and Pomni crazy, pranking them and sometimes even just stealing their stuff or breaking into their rooms.

Caine - The AI running the circus. Loud, excitable, wacky, and a showman, he doesn't really acknowledge the exit theory. He says he keeps all the abtracted characters because it'd be a waste to delete them, though it's arguably worse to keep them there against their will. He claims to love all of his circus members though he seems to show favouritism towards Ragatha and Pomni, most likely because of Ragatha's commitment to the circus, tailoring the clothes and he probably likes Pomni more because of all the questions he asks, he clearly enjoys talking about himself and the world he helped create.

Bubble - He lives in Caines hat and cooks for the circus. He's a bit of a trouble maker, if something goes missing, it means he's eaten it, and you'll never get it back. He'll eat anything, and he's very loving, though. Acting like the circuses dog. though it isn't pleasant getting your face slathered in digital saliva. He often bothers the other members with his behaviour.

More will be added as I work on this AU! I gotta make more art and write some more, in the meantime enjoy! Do whatever you want with this AU, just @ this blog or @trasheatingcrybaby ! Thanks for reading!

[leejeann]

Pls tell me/us about your Cinderella Boy AU úwù

Oh hi Anon, I am SO GLAD YOU ASKED :D. I was literally working on it when I got this ask, very nice timing, friend

(i will, uh, try not to make this an excessive amount of paragraphs but bare with me, I'm a yapper).

So, tl;dr Cinderella Boy College AU babyyyy. Chase is a first year music theater major (he started a year late), and Buddy is a second year creative writing major.

(I don't actually remember if they're canonically the same age, but they are in this)

(also Deacon is here too, he's just over in med school but him and Chase hang out on weekends)

They meet through an Intro to Literature class that Buddy takes for his major and Chase regrets choosing as an elective credit. Eventually Chase has to accept that he Sucks So Bad at literary analysis and really doesn't want to fail a course in his first semester of college, so he reluctantly asks mr writing major to help him. Buddy agrees, with the trade off being that he's writing an anthology of short stories for a future capstone project and Chase has to read them and give feedback.

(Buddy says it's because he's aiming for a younger audience with some of the stories and if an idiot like Chase can understand them so can a kid. Secretly he just....doesn't have anyone else to ask and kind of just really wants someone else to read them so he saw the opportunity and took it. But you didn't hear that from me!).

They agree to those terms and off we go! Shenanigans and angst and rivals-to-lovers nonsense (my beloved) ensues!

Aaaand because i have little self control when I'm excited about an idea but no one irl who knows what the hell a cinderella boy is to talk about it with: a much longer explanation of the exposition is below the cut!

OKAY SO BASICALLY I had this funny idea the other day of a college AU where like the Intro to Lit class is an in-person/online hybrid, i.e., all the lectures and materials are posted online so people can enrolled in it as either an online or in-person class. Chase takes it in-person while Buddy couldn't fit the timeslot into his schedule and takes it online.

And like any basic college course, it has *drumroll* Online Discussion Posts! Objectively one of the most tedious assignments in any college class, and this class does 2-3 a week. This professor decided to try a Fun New thing this year, where all the posts and replies are anonymous to the students (he can still see them so he knows who did the assignment, obvs). Something, something, he wants to promote discussions between classmates instead of people just only ever replying to their friends or something. Chase wants to keep up his Branding™ and sign off his posts with his little tagline, but after the first post his professor says that "defeats the whole purpose" and "looks unprofessional." Chase signs off with a little star instead, which the professor reluctantly lets him do. (A few other students actually start doing it to with their own little symbols or emojis.)

Two weeks into classes and Chase is being DRIVEN INSANE by these discussion posts. No, no, not by the monotony of them. No, not by his lack of skill with literary analysis. Rather, there's one student in particular who just keeps replying to his discussion posts specifically and ALWAYS seems to have something to disagree with. And they're so pretentious about it. Chase knows it's always the same person because no one else in this mostly-just-an-elective-credit class is using words like "insufferable" and "colloquialism" and "alas" in a discussion post.

Something something, Chase does some sleuthing and figures out it must be one of the online students, which is annoying because he has no way to figure out who they are so he can tell them to lay off and chill the hell out. Until! Midterms roll around and some random new guy is just in the class for the test. Oh, it's just an online student who didn't want to deal with one of those stupid virtual proctor websites, and since he lives on campus anyway he asked if he could just take it in-person. Yeah, that's fair. But then the new guy says something (idk what yet) and the phrasing of it makes it click in Chase's head that Oh my god that HAS to be Buddy holy shit

(sidenote, in this story the name "Buddy" comes from Chase ranting to Deacon about the random anon student and sarcastically calling them Buddy as a joke. But then that nickname just sticks because when you're pissed off and ranting "Buddy" is so much faster to say that "that anonymous asshole from my intro to lit class" ya know? So like, save for Chase saying it in an angry reply to the anon student once or twice, he hasn't directly called Buddy, Buddy before until like he confronts him after midterms).

I haven't quite figured out the interim of how they go from "Oh my god that's the annoying anonymous dude" and Buddy not even realizing Chase is the Star-kid (.....ha) in those discussion posts–

((sidenote 2, electric boogaloo, the reason Buddy is so snarky on the discussion posts is because, naturally, he thinks literature is Very Important and that it's annoying how obvious it is that most of this class is just taking it as an elective so they aren't putting in any real effort to learning anything. The discussion posts are all literary analysis on short passages and his classmates do, like, the bare minimum for it. He doesn't just respond to Chase's posts in a snarky tone, but most of the students fully ignore his responses and do not improve and he decides they're a lost cause. Chase is also a lost cause, but sometimes Chase argues back and okay fine Buddy has to admit that's kind of entertaining. So Buddy always makes sure to respond to the one with the stupid little star at the bottom. As a treat))

–and to them being like, civil enough that Chase finally caves and asks Buddy to tutor him, but eventually they get there. And that's how we get to the rest of that tl;dr! Chase asks for help in class, Buddy agrees as long as Chase helps him with his creative writing projects, they start meeting up to work on classwork regularly and once a week or so Buddy brings a print-out of another short story for Chase to take with him after. And Chase does his best to return it with some amount of helpful annotations.

(I totally forgot until after I came up with that idea, but I actually kind of did that once in college. Except I wasn't a creative writing major, one of my good friends was. I was entering a short story in a competition once so I gave him a printed copy of it and he gave it back a few days later covered in annotations lol)

And I DO plan to include Buddy's short stories as their own things! I have a few ideas for them already, basically I'm going to write a few original short stories that I can insert as their own little in-between chapters whenever Buddy gives Chase a new one to read. They'd probably be posted at the same time as either the chapter before or chapter after it, depending on which chapter would make more sense to pair it with narratively.

I think the first will be some parody of Cinderella, because duh. But like less of a "Cinderella, but in a new setting" thing and more like from the pov of a totally different character, where the actual Cinderella plot is lowkey almost just in the background. Idk it seems fun and like something Creative-Writing-Major-Buddy would write. Or maybe I'm projecting because I just think it sounds fun to write. Or maybe both!

One specifically that's a minorly pivotal moment for them is actually just a short-story-ified version of a poem I wrote years ago, and the moment in the story is basically just Buddy felt it was an optimistic story, whereas Chase felt like it was really sad, and both are incredibly thrown off by the dissonance that realization creates.

Which is also kind of from personal experience actually! Small tangent, but that happened with the poem back when I first wrote it too. To me, it was a melancholy but overall optimistic poem about life. I shared it with some people and seemingly all of them thought it felt sad and almost hopeless. I was SO thrown off! Because I really felt like it was hopeful, not hopeless, but it felt like I was the only person who saw it like that. As silly as it sounds, that (plus a couple other personal reasons) made me struggle with writing anything for a long time because I was a little afraid of feeling so isolated by my own work again.

(In hindsight, I can see how it came across like that to them. It still remains one of my favorites that I've written though. I actually completely rewrote it to enter in a contest just a few months ago! The newer version is much better, and I think actually gets across the intended mood a lot more)

*ahem* So, uh, anyway! I amp all that up a bit in the story for the sake of ~drama~ of course, but that's where the general idea for that scene comes from. I've already written the scene actually! I just don't know how far into the story it'll happen yet.

I'm also still on the fence about how to include the keyple we know about in canon. I can't decide if I want to just make them like other students and/or friends who appear in the story, or if I just want to like really allude to them. Leave references in the stories Buddy writes or classwork they do or stuff like that, etc.

And I'm also-also on the fence about if I should give Buddy a fake name for sake of the plot. If I do, I'm definitely going to swap it for his real name once that's properly revealed. On one hand, being in a college setting it would make a lot more sense for Chase to find out his actual name early on, even if he still calls him Buddy to be annoying. But on the other hand, Buddy totally would refuse to tell Chase his name, also to be annoying, if doing that annoys Chase more than the nickname annoys him. But on a secret, third hand, it feels so weird to give Buddy a fake name lol. Like even if I wasn't a fast-passer I think it'd still feel weird.

Then again, depending on how slow I end up writing this, the free episodes might catch up to fast pass before I even need to worry about that and I can just use his actual name from the get-go.

Phew! That sure was fun to talk about! *scrolls back through this post* oh yikes, uh, well you asked for it anon! If you actually read this far down, thank you, bless, I warned you that I yap but I appreciate your fortitude very much lol

I have no idea when I'll start posting the fic bc I worry about like getting through a couple chapters, posting them immediately, then losing steam and just....dropping it or taking forever to update after. So I want to get at least a few chapters written before I start posting any, ya know? But I've been wanting to get back into creative writing for a LONG time so I'm really going to try to stick with it! Just, bare with me if it takes a while lol

[inkblot22]

(PS I don’t actually know the source material for idia I just stumbled upon one of your fics while looking at FFXIV Yandere fics so sorry if this sounds OOC)

I’m not super creative but what do you think might actually be Idia’ routine with his darling? Does he fall into any routine, does it change a lot?

Have a wonderful day (and happy late bunny day!) 🫶

I actually am of the opinion that this is a very creative thought! You should give yourself more credit. I like to idealize the day to day life, but it never occurred to me that writing it down might be a good idea. On that sentiment, I think maybe Vil or even Leona would have a better day to day routine. Dividers by @/cafekitsune

Also, wow, what a pipeline, FFXIV to twst?? You've got good taste lmao welcome to my blog.

I'll put this under the cut, and I'm also not promising that this will be very good. I use the 24 hour clock. I am constantly getting told irl that American people don't do that, but I'm evil, so I'm putting the times in 24 hour clock format.

TW for mentions of noncon, coercion, captivity, someone keeping someone else awake, a hint of Idia being an asshole

+ Idia doesn't really seem like he has much of a set schedule, but Ortho absolutely does and Ortho is lowkey kind of bossy, so...

+ Yeah uh, Idia's partner is absolutely out of luck. Idia likes night gaming a lot, and he gets loud, so good luck sleeping. Idia himself goes to bed late and wakes up whenever the heck he wakes up. He could go to bed at 0300 in the morning and wake up again at 0700.

+ As his kept partner, the schedule is a little more normal, like I said. Ortho doesn't really need to sleep from what I understand, (I haven't read all of book 6, no spoilers or else I WILL temporarily block you) but it's silly to imagine that he doesn't wake up or attempt to wake up everyone else around him as early as 0600.

+ After waking up, Idia will eat breakfast. I think it'd be delivered usually since Idia and his partner are basement dwellers, one by nature and the other by force. After breakfast begins work...

+ Or procrastination. Idia flip flops between extreme focus on what he should be doing and what he should not be doing. He manages to get his schoolwork done, but more often than not, he's asking his partner to cuddle up and watch a movie, drama, or his fingers flying across the keyboard. Idia will not ask them to cuddle if he is doing schoolwork or virtually attending classes.

+ I like to think that he smells smoky, on account of the flaming hair, and he runs hot, so prepare to SWEAT. In the case his partner doesn't really want to hang out with him, he will usually sulk and only occasionally get upset to the point of doing something about it.

+ I don't think he showers every day. I think he's an every other day type of showerer, based solely on him not being particularly active. This means that his partner doesn't have to run on his showering schedule and gets extra hot water on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

+ By the way, in the case that Idia's darling ever gets peckish, Idia has a snack stash that he proudly pulled out and showed them as soon as they were allowed to wander a bit. I figure they get hungry some time around 1400, especially if Idia is also eating at that time.

+ I think his metabolism is fast, but also a bit odd. He is a young person, and therefore he strikes me as the type to get randomly hungry. If asked very nicely (and with the promise of physical affection in some form) he'd be incredibly willing to make his partner something to munch on when he makes his own.

+ Despite Idia's partner being literally held captive in his room, with all his suspicious items and, worst of all, himself, Idia is about as respectful as a kidnapper can be about demanding sex. He doesn't like to be physically forceful about it, and he often will just jerk off in the bathroom.

+ The reason for this is very simple: If Ortho ever saw Idia having sex with ANYONE, Idia would spontaneously combust. Well, obviously he doesn't know that for certain, but it's a theory that he is not willing to test. He won't even talk about his preferences around his little brother.

+ As far as I'm aware, most people in captive situations do not tend to ask their kidnapper to fuck them unless they're being threatened in some way, but Idia's partner isn't typically being threatened (ignore the shock collar,) so they never ask Idia to have sex.

+ This does not stop Idia from being a whiny bitch about not having sex enough as soon as Ortho is gone for a few hours. The close quarters and sudden advent of a human being who he doesn't mind touching him is a big thing for Idia.

+ Ortho goes on "walks" in a sort of unusual schedule. That is to say that he doesn't have a schedule. If something needs to be picked up, he's tired of Idia not listening to him, he has his own stuff to do, or he just feels like it, Ortho will go out, sharing his location with Idia. From there, Idia will typically calculate how long it'd take Ortho to get back paired with whatever Ortho said he was going to do before he left, and see if he can squeeze in some coerced touching.

+ So. Good luck, Idia's partner. Idia will make a big stink until he gets bored or his partner gives in. His partner usually gives in, based on fear of what he might do alone.

+ Bedtime is somewhat randomized. If Ortho was out, when he comes back and it's any time after 2000, he will very subtly try to get Idia and his partner to start winding down. If both or one ignores him, he'll start getting upset.

+ Like I said, Ortho is kinda bossy. He will nag someone, and the worst part is that he's usually got their best interest in mind.

+On the off chance that Idia decides to go to bed at a decent time, he curls up behind his partner. He runs hot and smells smoky, and at some times it's not the worst thing. Some times.

+ By the way, a lot of this flies out the window in the event that Idia decides to attend classes in person. This is rare, so don't expect it to happen often, but it's not as good as it could be. Ortho goes with him and he locks up any way to reach the outside world, so all his partner has to entertain themselves is his manga collection, or the fun pastime of destruction of property. (This is a very bad idea, and I can expand on punishments later.)

+ In Idia's partner's case, every day is much of the same but just a little different, which makes it hard to keep track of time. The fact that Idia prefers low lighting and no natural light doesn't help this whatsoever.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Just started playing Pokemon Go again and I was wondering, which of the skeletons would play? What kind of player are they?

Do they really want to catch them all, who’s only after shiny pokemons? Who sucks at it?

Just picturing the lazier ones just going around in a car instead of walking is really funny to me

Love your works, by the way 😘

Undertale Sans - He just started playing and somehow that lucky bastard has only shinies. Papyrus is losing his mind. Sans only has to take two steps out of the house to catch a random shiny Evee, just hanging there. He doesn't understand why everyone is so shocked. Isn't it how you play the game?

Undertale Papyrus - Papyrus has a small huge addiction to the game. He goes to run every morning to catch new Pokemon, he goes to random places the game tells him to go to catch rarer Pokemon and he's determined to catch them all. The problem is that his luck is so bad. He can catch 2000 Rattata in a row but not be able to catch the only different Pokemon showing up because his Pokeballs don't work. He's getting frustrated.

Underswap Sans - Blue is not exactly a good loser. And there's no way this arena is falling into the hands of some kids. His Pokemon are overpowered and he's so proud he's making all the neighborhood's kids give up on the game because it's impossible to beat him. Except that one time someone did and then Blue ragequitted the game, so mad. He reported them just because he could.

Underswap Papyrus - This is not a good game for Honey. Sure, it's fun to see him lazily ride his tricycle in the street looking for Pokemons until he sees one, forgets there's a sidewalk between him and that Pokemon, and then falls head first on the floor. He has the attention span of an oyster and can't drive and catch Pokemons simultaneously.

Underfell Sans - He played once, lost against a Rattata, classified it as "a game for the babies" and never touched it again. He's playing REAL games on his computer, games that he doesn't lose, actually. He loses interest right after for Pokemon Go.

Underfell Papyrus - He doesn't get it. What's the point to capture monsters virtually??? He can do that in real life and way better than these shitty games. Tiny balls to contain a giant whale, really? That's so unrealistic! He's going to show the dev how to capture things properly by capturing them all.

Horrortale Sans - Oh, a pretty bird, he wants that! But... Uh... After catching the pretty bird, he looked up and now he has no idea where the hell he is. Oak completely dissociated while chasing pokemon and now he's just lost in the middle of the forest. Maybe he should call Willow for help. Not sure "there's a tree" is a good indicator of where to search though.

Horrortale Papyrus - The notifications are stressing him and he can't walk too much outside anyway because of his painful back. So he opens the app and prepares to uninstall it. ... Wait, is that a shiny Charizard? OMG! HE NEEDS IT. And here he goes. He wants not to be addicted to that game but that's too late.

Swapfell Sans - Yes, he caught one of these things. Now what? He doesn't understand what is the point of the game. Why would you need to capture virtual creatures again and again? What do you even gain from this? You can't even train your creature properly! What's the point of catching wild animals if you can't use them as weapons? He's confused.

Swapfell Papyrus - Is he the only one realizing that the devilish app is just trying to make him do sports? Because he knows when someone tries to manipulate him. He's definitely not going to walk outside to catch Pokemon, he's taking Nox's car to do it without effort. See? He's more clever than the devs! What are you going to do now?

Fellswap Gold Sans - You think he has time in his day to think about that? Wine played for maybe 10 minutes, got bored, and never touched the app again. He doesn't have time for this and he's judging so hard anyone who has.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He wants to play the game, he really wants to, but his phone is too old to be compatible with the game. Coffee is just lying in bed, head faceplanted in the blanket, so frustrated about that. He's mad. Let him catch Pokemon...

[sagethegaywitch]

Yandere Diasomnia Headcanons

GN reader

TW: yandere behavior, stalking, killing mentioned, threatening mentioned

Genre: yandere

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Malleus Draconia: 🐉

He’s a mysterious fellow, but he’s been watching you for a while now.  He’s seen you take midnight strolls around the school, wandering aimlessly and pausing every so often to look at the stars.  He’d probably appear out of nowhere and make a comment about the specific constellation you’re looking out. After you react to the unwelcomed presence, you two would strike up a conversation.

He would invite himself to the rest of your evening stroll and continue to point out star constellations and give you a brief history lesson about their shape and who named them.

Eventually, this first midnight walk sparked a nightly ritual between you two.  He never told you his name, so you’ve given him the nickname Horton/Tsunotarou until he’s comfortable to tell you.

When night turns to day, you always have trouble finding your midnight buddy during the school day.  After the first week you stopped looking for him and just asked him during one of your strolls.  He brushed it off saying that he has an unfortunate reputation and would prefer you to know the real him.

Even though you may not see him during the day, he’s always watching you.  He’ll peek around the corners of the hallway to peek at you walking to your class with your friends, but it’s kind of odd for the fifth most powerful mage to be sneaking around like that.

Because of his stalking habits, Lilia catches on very quickly that something is up and will stalk Malleus while he’s stalking you to find out.  Eventually Lilia will put all the puzzle pieces together and come to the conclusion that Malleus has a crush on you, which starts his unrelenting teasing.  Malleus will usually just smile at Lilia’s words without ever speaking if it's the truth or not.

Sebek and Silver only catch on after Lilia figures it out.  They’ve noticed Malleus’ late night strolls and they’ve seen the light blush that decorates his faces sometimes, but they thought their Master was just being a bit weird.  Sebek will be outraged that a human could cause such a great fae to act this way while Silver will just shrug and congratulate Malleus.

Loves to give you fae gifts and will always teach you the meaning behind each gift.  He understands that there is a common misconception that faes trick humans without telling them the difference in customs, so he wants you to feel comfortable when receiving gifts from him.

In return he wants you to explain the meaning of human traditions to him as well, like birthday parties and gift giving customs.  He enjoys learning the difference between cultures and even tries to give you some more human gifts as well.

One of his first human gifts to you was actually a tamagotchi that he saw at Sam’s shop that reminded him of you.  Now you two match and he helps you raise your virtual pet, thinking of it almost like your virtual child.

Gets very pouty and distant when jealous, and will sulk around for the rest of the day.  If you miss one of your nightly walks or you’re hanging out with others too much, he gets very jealous but he can’t lash out.  He can’t intervene because he doesn’t want to scare his classmates more than they already are of him.

If someone started to touch you inappropriately or try to make you their partner, only then would he appear.  He doesn’t care if he’s blowing his cover, he refuses to let anyone take you away from him.  His presence will quickly scare off the competition, but now you will know who he is.

When he reveals that he is actually the Malleus Draconia, he’ll act all bashful and will await rejection.  Luckily for him, you don’t have much knowledge of Twisted Wonderland so you will continue to accept him as your friend, the only difference now is that you know his real name.

He loves it when you call him by his real name, although he does miss the endearment of his nickname.  He’s so happy that you’re not afraid of him and his magic, and this only shows that you must truly love him to listen to him rather than the rumors.

If his rivals are not threatened off by his mere presence, he’d quickly smite them.  He is the fifth most powerful mage in the world for a reason.  It’ll be a quick death, something like instant evaporation because he doesn’t want to waste time killing someone instead of watching after you.

Overall, Malleus may act all elegant and regal, but deep inside he’s just a reserved man who’s very afraid that he’d lose the only friend who isn’t scared of him.  He has a Danger Level of 7/10 only because of the power he holds.  It takes a lot to really piss him off, but he’s quick to react when a line has been crossed.  In the end, he just really wants to be loved and understood, and he thinks you’re the cure to the loneliness that has been plaguing him for years.

Lilia Vanrouge: 🦇

This man has seen many things in the many centuries he has been alive, but he’s never seen someone as interesting as you.  You definitely caught his interest during the fiery incident at the beginning of the year, and he’s always been following you since.

He thinks that the fact you’re magicless is very interesting because he’s seen the great potential that humans have to learn complicated magic.  He hopes to see you flourish at Night Raven College and learn how to command the magical world around you.

He’s not a very good stalker, but that’s because he does it on purpose.  You always see him ducking behind a corner too slowly, barely making an effort to really hide that he was watching you.  It might make you uncomfortable at first, but after he introduces himself to you, a beautiful friendship begins.

You can sense that he has a really old soul with all the wise words he has to offer and how he treats his close Diasomnia friends.  He will always lie about his age when you ask, but now you can see the way his smile becomes more genuine when you try to guess how old he is and the way he directs his gaze a bit when you guess a little too close for comfort.  You never push the topic past a comfortable teasing, but you know when to stop when he gets uncomfortable.

Unlike Malleus who takes the time to teach you fae traditions and customs, Lilia will leave you little fae gifts and let you try and guess what they mean.  He playfully rests his head on your shoulder as you open it and question the seemingly bizarre gift.  Eventually after a few guesses, he’ll tell you what it means and will get lost in his memories as he recounts an old tale that reminds him of the gift.

He will also give you his cooking as a gift, which comes with its fair share of warnings from Silver that it's actually deadly, but you accept the gift either way.  Just to be nice, you’ll always take a small bite of the treat and offer a strained smile which always brightens Lilia’s mood.  When he’s gone, you have to secretly dispose of the bad cooking.

Will be ecstatic if you teach him how to cook properly, and will take all of your cooking lessons to heart.  If his cooking improves even just a bit, you will have a lot of Diasomnia members offer you thank you gifts for sparing them from Master Lilia’s terrible cooking.

He loves to spend time with you, either taking you for a quick fly around the campus or you helping him dye his hair, and enjoys every second of it.  He likes it even more when you stay over at his dorm and he gets the chance to sing you a lullaby, easing you into a gentle and peaceful sleep.

Is not really jealous because he knows that he’s your only best friend.  He’s always hovering around your shoulder and hanging upside down to make you laugh. How could he not be your best friend?

If someone were to get in the way of your relationship, like trying to ask you out, he’s quick to be at their shoulder, whispering in their ear with a smile about all the ways he could hurt them.

Lilia was a general for a fair majority of his life, so he’s no stranger to methods of torture or murder.  He’s fully equipped to end someone’s life, but he likes toying with his rivals and giving them many chances so he feels justified when he kills them later.  If he finally does resort to killing someone, it would be drawn out but not messy, he just hates cleaning up bloody messes.

Overall, he’s an older fae who misses the naivety and innocence of his younger days, but luckily he has you to help him feel more youthful.  He has a Danger Level of 7/10 because he has a high tolerance for annoying rivals, but he’s very menacing when he feels threatened.  While you may enjoy spending time laughing with him, he’ll be busy laughing at those who dare try to take you away from his safe embrace.

Sebek Zigvolt: ⚔️

Although he openly discusses how he does not like humans, he finds you tolerable when he learns that Malleus enjoys frequent nightly strolls with you.  He first started to stalk you to see if you were a suitable and appropriate companion for his Young Master.

During the first few weeks of this stalking, he noticed that you were just a normal human with nothing really special about them.  He deemed you a good friend and didn’t interfere with these late night walks because he knew you were not a threat.

Since watching you became a kind of habit, he had a hard time returning to his normal schedule.  The more he watched you, the more he observed how clumsy of a human you were, always making mistakes and getting in trouble.  He soon brought it upon himself to protect you from yourself and any other dangers that you seemed to draw to yourself like a magnet.

He’s not the best at sneaking around because of his loud voice and large stature.  You’ll often see him hiding behind trees with his broad shoulders sticking out, and you just brush it off as a weird fae thing.

When he eventually musters up the courage to befriend you, he’s blushing and tripping over his words.  He still projects his voice so that half of the school can hear it, but you laugh off his formal request and accept him into your group of friends.

He doesn’t mind the other members of your friend group because he’s mostly focused on you, but he does keep a close eye on them to ensure they don’t suddenly become a threat.

He doesn’t really understand friendship because he has been in a master-servant relationship for so long.  In his mind, he has appointed you as his Master (but he still puts Malleus over you) and always stands protectively at your shoulder.  You often have to remind him to let loose and just enjoy the moment.

Because he’s always watching you from a distance or by your side, he’s quick to pick out any dangers towards your safely.  He’ll often be yelling at Ace, Deuce, and Grim for trying to drag you into another perilous adventure, and he’ll lead you away from the troublemakers, maybe even going as far as reporting them.

He’s not the jealous type because he only views himself as your humble servant.  Even when he does get that feeling in his chest, he doesn’t quite know what it means.

He goes to Lilia for help, and Lilia will be ultimately unhelpful because Sebek will just decide to use violence against those that make him jealous.

After a while of tolerating those that like to take your attention away from him, Sebek will start to corner them in the dark hallways and will, probably for the first time in his life, quietly threaten them, his blank stare and soft voice probably scaring them the most.

If threatening does not work, he is not afraid to strike them down with either his hand or a sword.  He won’t realize the mess he’s made until after the deed, but he will take extra care to clean the area and dispose of all evidence.  After the murder, he will often approach you and tell you that he’s kept you safe again and would like a reward in return, much to your confusion.

For a much larger man, he surprisingly loves it when you gift him small human trinkets.  He has a fondness for the small size of the objects and has a special case for them in his room, right under his large portrait of Malleus.  In return, he will give you fae baubles, mostly jewelry, that he loves to get on one knee, as a formal gesture, to put on your fingers, wrists, neck, and so on.

Overall, his innocent background checking soon became his obsession as he frequently wondered what you were up to and if you were being safe.  He has a Danger Level of 8/10 because of his delusional nature and urge to protect you from everything and people who might not even be a threat.  While he may be Malleus’ servant, the more time he spends with you, the more he values your safety over his Young Master's.  You’ve got a protector for life, and while some of your friends may mysteriously disappear, Sebek will always remain by your side.

Silver: 💤

Just because he’s plagued by sleepiness doesn’t mean that he can’t care for you.  He first probably met you when he fell asleep during class and you were the only person to stay behind to wake him up.  Because he still looked so sleepy, you offered to walk him back to his dorm so he could lay down and rest for a bit.  Although Sebek took Silver away from you before you could ensure he got to his bed safely, Silver still remembers your act of kindness.

From then on, he would often take the seat next to you in all of your shared classes.  He always tries to actually take notes and stay awake, but he always succumbed to the sweet grasp of sleep.  But it was worth it to awaken to your gentle voice and kind face every time.

Because of this frequent exchange, you became best friends with him to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep in any dangerous spots.

Loves to take naps with you, often laying on your lap if it’s in class or sharing a bench on one of the gardens during lunch for a quick afternoon snooze together.  You indulge his behavior because you know he can’t help it, plus you always feel refreshed after your daily afternoon naps.

On days when you help him back to his dorm, he will often grab your hand and force you into bed with him.  He drags you by your wrist and pulls you under the covers where he’ll say that you're warm or that he wants to hug something while sleeping.  While he may be unconscious, he’s still very strong and you don’t have much luck getting out of his hold.

As an “apology” for forcing you to sleep with him, he will give you plush pillows with the best pillow cases and really soft blankets to help ease you to sleep and make you more comfortable beside him.  In return, you will give him nicely scented candles to help him relax and some self-care items like face masks to cleanse the face and eye masks to block light.  You two often have sleepovers where you perform self-care on each other before enjoying a deep sleep.

He isn’t really interested in stalking you, but he might ask Sebek to keep an eye out for you without really giving him a good reason.  He knows he won’t be able to stay awake long enough to follow you around constantly, but knows he can trust Sebek to ensure your safety.

He’s a bit too sleepy to be jealous of others, but he will suddenly be alert if you take a nap with someone else.  If Leona dragged you into the greenhouse to use you as a pillow or if Deuce and/or Ace got kicked out of their dorm and now have to sleep in your bed, Silver is wide awake and offended.

He views the time you share in dreamland as a sacred ritual only between you two.  He will not tolerate any others getting too comfortable with you.

When he does get jealous, the worst he’d probably do is call upon his animal friends to cause some minor inconveniences.  From birds shitting on a rival's head to them getting chased by an angry raccoon, Silver isn’t really out to physically harm anyone too bad.

If he is pushed to violence, he’d probably ask Sebek to help him get rid of enemies by claiming he caught them trying to harm Malleus.  While he does have training similar to Sebek’s and he would be able to kill those he views as lowly, he finds it much more enjoyable to watch the murder than actually commit it.  Plus, Sebek is just so easy to convince to do the deed, especially when he’s told it's Malleus’ safety that is involved.

Overall, he may be a sleepy boy, but he is not to be underestimated.  While he uses his sleepiness as a way to get closer to you, he can be awake when he needs to deal with any competition.  He has a Danger Level of 7/10 because while the odds of someone invading your naps together are low, when it does happen, he does not hesitate to react with brutality.  As long as you let him cuddle with you when he sleeps, you’ve got a sleepover buddy for life.  But when will you notice his possessive grasp on you each time you drift off in his hold?

[gofancyninjaworld]

Call Him Janus-ide, The Way He's Two-Faced

With the kind permissions of Rayadraws and theOmnicode. Bless your sharp eyes.

Genos better have a birthday in January. January, Janus's month, is typically portrayed as a two-faced man, representing the month's position as the end of an old year and the beginning of a new one. Janus is the god of thresholds, places of transition -- inside to out, holy to profane, beginnings to endings. Beyond that, this is the god of duality, seemingly opposed items that nevertheless form part of a whole.

Characters in OPM start really simple but as ONE keeps layering on them, they become more than initially meets the eye. However, when it comes to duality, Genos has to be the most dual-natured character there.

How? Well, let's count the ways.

1. What's in a name?

Let's start with the low-hanging fruit, his name. While he generally goes by Genos, his name is really Genocide. Yes, as in the systematic elimination of a group of people identified by their religion, ethnicity, or just by happening to encumber some valuable land without the benefit of sufficiently heavy weaponry. It's just about possible to pretend not to see it when it's written out on his clothing; however, when Kuseno makes Genos a virtual practice tool called The Virtual Genocide System, what kind of sick fucker does this is all one can say.

Extra credit: if you want another horrifying duality, look up 'ketsugo'.

It gets a little more interesting when we look at how his name is written in Japanese, for that's where the duality emerges. On the one hand, the kanji means 'great slaughter', so far, so unsurprising. On the other hand, it also means 'to fight fiercely to the end', and the image of undaunted resistance in the face of impossible odds is just as fitting to this character as is his surviving a massacre -- and warning of yet another to come.

2. Fire Worship

Of necessity, Genos is forged in fire. The metal that makes up much of his body must be grubbed up as ore, melted out of it, refined, alloyed, smelted, and worked to produce something useful, all of which requires fire. The parts that are plastic are drawn out of the Earth as crude oil, distilled (more fire), admixed, reacted, processed. And the parts that are ceramic, well, nothing loves fire as much as a ceramic. And yet, that's not all Genos is. He is a cyborg, which means that he is also human, someone living, fragile, and yet resilient. We see many cyborgs in One-Punch Man, but someone like Genos, who is very comfortable owning his humanity *and* having a mostly mechanical body, is rare. The cyborgs we meet tend to either hide the fact or double down on being inhuman.

Being happy being both man and machine, no matter how weird it looks to anyone.

Speaking of fire, Genos's choice of weapon is just as dual-natured as his name. In the first instance, he burns things. It's little wonder that fire used to be regarded (gotta love those Greeks) as one of the four essential elements: its ability to transform is fundamental to humanity. Its ability to transform the merely edible to the cooked literally enabled human development by freeing up more calories than are normally available in food. Fire warms; fire razes; fire drives away darkness; fire propels; fire impedes; fire cauterizes; fire burns; fire refines; fire smelts; fire consumes. Wherever you find humanity, something is burning. One hopes in a controlled way.

As Genos uses it as a weapon, it's very much the destructive aspect of fire we see him use. The Hero Association calls him Demon Cyborg because they hope he keeps turning those flames onto enemies of humanity, thankyouverymuch.

Like the fire of Hell striking the sinful and consuming them utterly, Genos showing the utter destruction that got him his hero name.

Of course, we have long since moved beyond burning dry sticks and lumps of coal to make what we call fire. Which takes us quite naturally to the third thing.

3. Core matters

Want to divide a crowd of well-educated people? Just ask them their opinion on 'nuclear energy.' Whether it's energy liberated by splitting or fusing atoms, do we like it for its ability to create an eye-watering amount of energy from incredibly little material, live in awe of its ability to destroy enemies, dread its capacity to maim and mutate with the ionizing radiation that comes as part of the package deal, or fear its eon-long tail of contamination? To say 'views differ' is to understate the heat of the debate.

There may have been a time when Genos's core was battery-powered, but since his energy demands have gone from extreme to extortionate, this baby is nuclear. With all the hazards inherent.

Heroes are just built different: instead of running away, they're like 'keep it together, man.'

So far, so obvious. However, the visual references of the core are even more interesting. Via Rayadraws, the reference of the core is the guidance system of intercontinental ballistic missiles. Entirely mechanical (and thus not able to be interfered with remotely), it ensures that the ICBM, once launched, will absolutely hit its target without fail. A very fitting device for the heart of a character hell-bent on finding and destroying his sworn enemy, whatever the cost.

Doesn't that look ominously familiar? Mutually-assured destruction.

However (I use this word a lot, don't I?), that's not the only way to see the core. When Saitama brought back Genos's core from the future and the latter plugged it in, the core is seen from a different angle, and it's another powerful symbol: a vajra (h/t Omnicode). In Buddhism, it's a ritual weapon symbolizing the properties of a diamond (indestructibility) and a thunderbolt (irresistible force).

A much more positive image: one of power, wisdom, and enlightenment. The more positive version of what he's seeking.

Probably the most interesting thing about the school of Buddhism this comes from is that it's about transmuting vices into virtues. Again, incredibly fitting.

4. So, Where is ONE going with this?

Here we have it. Nominatively, Genos names both the most hideous crime against humanity and the strength of character to resist such crime. Physically, Genos stands at the nexus of man and machine, happily occupying the liminal space between them. The power Genos has sought can be incredibly destructive to both friend and foe... and we've seen him use it to do great good. We've seen how harsh and cold he can be, but we've seen, too, that when he cares to temper his strict pursuit of justice with empathy, something wonderful comes to light.

But most of all, this is a character whose fate rests on a knife edge of apparently small decisions. No matter what, Genos is not going to be dissuaded from finding and destroying the rampaging cyborg and anyone who may have supported him. The question is: will that quest bring great destruction, or is there a way to bring something positive out of it? Either is equally possible with this guy.

We just have to wait and see.

PS: Yes, there are other dualities I could name. I'm hoping y'all come up with them. :D

[hotvintagepoll]

I am adoring all of these polls and gif sets and just being fed so many hot vintage people. As someone who really hasn’t watched very many classics, are there any movies you’d recommend for someone just starting to dip their toes in older media but unsure where to start?

Sure! I don't want to sway any voting, but I'll put an incomplete list of favorites that involve hot men not still in the bracket below the cut.

Something to note that applies to most of these old movies—older movies have different pacing than modern movies, so some of these might seem really slow or weird to start. There are also different ways of framing gender and agency, for better and for worse. I've italicized the ones that I think are the best for starting with, but go with whatever genre/aesthetic sounds best.

The Court Jester (Danny Kaye, Basil Rathbone)—a circus performer working for a quasi-Robin Hood infiltrates the royal court. Fun comedy that's incredibly accessible and still so light on its feet. Swordfighting, glamorous medieval costumes, court intrigues, and silly accents.

Singin' in the Rain (Gene Kelly)—fun polyamorous musical comedy. The dancing is incredible, but so is the sense of joy and camaraderie between Gene Kelly, Donald O'Connor, and Debbie Reynolds. Genuinely captures the feeling of hanging out with your best friends. 1920s Hollywood, big movie studios, backstage drama, goofy hijinks.

The Adventures of Robin Hood (Errol Flynn, Basil Rathbone)—classic swashbuckler/romance. It could read a little slow to modern tastes but the action scenes are absolutely killer, as is the sentiment of seeing little guys pull down big capitalists evil monarchs. Swashbuckling, labor activists merry men hanging out in the woods, hot men in tights, social commentary swords, a Maid Marian who really holds her own and falls in love with the socialist

Charade (Cary Grant)—thriller/romantic comedy. Audrey Hepburn's husband dies and leaves her a hidden inheritance, and she's racing some skeevy characters to find it. A little bit scary but mostly charming and gorgeous, and you can find it high quality virtually anywhere because they fucked up the copyright trademark in the opening credits. Romance, murders, Paris, 1960s fashion, chases in the night.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (Dick Van Dyke)—this movie is divisive for some reason—I personally like peace, love, and joy, so it makes the list. This is a James Bond movie if James Bond had two kids, lived in a windmill in the south of England, and was into cottagecore inventions more than martinis and racism. This is very much a kids' movie so go in with that expectation, but enjoy the gorgeous production design, the wonderfully silly performances, and Lionel Jeffries pulling out every stop as an insane old man. Dick Van Dyke has excellent DILF energy. Magical cars, big musical vibes, fun inventions, and romantic fantasy.

To Be Or Not To Be (Jack Benny)—comedy/drama. A ragtag Warsaw theatre troupe stands off against the Gestapo after the invasion of Poland. TW for Nazis, obviously, but overall this is a comedy with some heft, and kind of shocking to be this ballsy about fucking hating Hitler's guts in the 1940s. Hambone actors, Shakespeare, spies, 1930s gowns. It's been a minute since I watched it so I don't think there are any TWs here, but go forth with caution.

Witness for the Prosecution (Tyrone Power)—mystery/legal drama based off an Agatha Christie story. The performances are campy fun and the twist would be at home in something like Knives Out. Big dramatics, hambones, lots of talking, a bit of a mindbender.

The Lady Vanishes (Michael Redgrave)—mystery/suspense/romantic comedy. It's a little slow to start but roll with it—once the action moves to the train the pacing really picks up. This gets slotted as a thriller sometimes but it's much funnier and gentler than that. There's some period-typical snarkiness directed at anyone Foreign™ by some of the British characters; the British characters are also made fun of. Trains, British people, international shenanigans, mystery, and humor.

All About Eve (absolutely none of these hot men, lots of hot women though)—a legendary actress fights for her life against the rising star who supplants her. Big drama, big performances, lots of gasp! and dahling! and vicious little quips. New York, theatre pronounced theahhtah, drama queens and plotting.

The Philadelphia Story (James Stewart, Cary Grant)—talk-heavy comedy, lots of quick banter and period transatlantic accent fun. It's a bit shouty and conflict-heavy at times, but I don't think James or Cary have ever been hotter, and Katherine Hepburn is just wow. Very funny dialogue, relatable characters, incredibly hot across the board. There is one instance of a racial slur (not directed at anyone but still there) and one shove. Some people won't like the discussion of Hepburn's character's choices as a daughter and a wife. With all of these movies you'll see a a range of how female characters are presented and treated, and while some period movies fall hard for sexist tropes, I personally think the performances, direction, and subtext of many of these films actually prioritizes the experiences of the female characters and shows them as living, breathing people, even if they're not framed the way they would be today.

[sophieinwonderland]

I... am actually starting to agree with you on your views about proselytizing tulpamancy. I've been reading up on how more men are joining the Christian churches for a sense of community, only to be taught hateful and bigoted views. These communities prey on men's desite to be masculine, and lead them down a dark path.

I've also been reading about Christianity and the history, about how at one point Christians had to hide and spread their teachings in secret, and now they're one of the most common global religions. It's not impossible to turn things around.

The thing is, how could it be done to cause the least amount of damage? These religions operate off of fearmongering and the promise of "alpha male" status, whereas tulpamancy operates off of the promise of a new friend, and companionship. Is there a way to proselytize it so it's not exactly fearmongering and doing harm, but it's still getting others into our side? And should it be a whole new "religious" movement, or just tulpamancy?

(And for anybody reading: don't worry, I don't have any brash plans to create a tulpamancy cult or anything like that. Just brainstorming as to how to get the message out.)

A new convert! 😁

First, I think that desire and fear are two sides of the same coin. To that end, while I don't think it will be necessary to fearmonger per se, I do think that knowing what people are afraid of can inform how you market a practice to them. Because our desires are based on our fears.

So what is it that people are most afraid of? What is it that tulpamancy could offer them?

When I look around at this world, I see a world that is simultaneously more connected than ever, but also more disconnected. You can talk to literally anyone in a moment. But we don't have as much of the type of intimate connection that we used to in past generations. There are a lot of friends who you hang out with, but not many who you can be more intimately connected with.

This was already a problem in 2019. But then COVID happened and most of society went over a year without much human contact. We have forgotten how to connect with other people.

We are in the middle of a loneliness epidemic. A depression epidemic. And there are a lot of people who want to form intimate bonds with other people. But it can be hard in this digital age.

There are tons of people out there today who are alone and looking for something to help. Something to make their lives feel meaningful again.

And to these people, I think we can make a very simple offer.

⭐ Tulpamancy: Make a friend today ⭐

We can offer and be most intimate type of connection possible. A close friend who knows you inside and out, and supports you anyways.

But if we really wanted to go all in on this, I don't think that it would be enough to just offer the friendship of the tulpa. It would need to be backed up by actual community the same way churches provide one.

When the tulpas are made, many of them will likely want social contact outside of the system. So they should be encouraged to bond with other tulpas.

If possible, virtual reality should be encouraged at this point.

Christian churches meet up once a week. Sometimes twice or three times a week depending on the church.

It would be ideal to have online tulpamancy communities be able to meet up in virtual reality at least weekly, but preferably more often.

These meetups obviously shouldn't be called a church. They can be presented as just community hangouts. But it would serve an important function in maintaining the community similar to the church does. And it would be further fulfilling the original promise by giving tulpamancers not just their tulpa to hang out with, but another group of friends outside of the body to connect with as well.

Virtual reality still doesn't have quite the same feel as being physically present with someone. You can't touch, you can't see facial expressions. But you can still be there. You still get some body language. You can still hear the sound of other people's voices.

And there is a bit of an advantage to virtual reality compared to physical meetups, because it allows tulpas to take forms that resemble their inner forms. Something that will feel more like themselves than their shared physical body would.

Of course, if these virtual community meetups take off, groups could eventually form offline and connect in their local areas. They could get local buildings to focus on developing new tulpamancy practices and introducing people in their community to it. These would be places where they could form lifelong friendships based on shared life experience.

Now, so far, I've only talked about this in the context of a non-theistic tulpamancy, focused solely on addressing mental health and loneliness.

But there is another angle that could be useful for Christian tulpamancers to utilize in order to share the practice with other Christians. This involves a plurality doctrine.

In short, the idea behind the plurality doctrine would be that The Holy Trinity is plural, that all mankind is made with a propensity for plurality, and that creating a system allows one to better understand and become closer with God.

In my opinion, this interpretation is strongly supported by biblical canon. Many Christian systems have described feeling like they have a better understanding of the concept of the Holy Trinity as a result of their own plurality. So this is a doctrine that could easily be spread through Christian communities.

Anyway, these are just a few thoughts on the idea. 🤷‍♀️

[thatonecatcat]

“Thats not good!”

BERET (my hilda virtual assistant au) is taking over my brain.. more than moonstone somehow

heres some headcannons for yall hehe

-i like to imagine that in this au the other viruses BERET fights are like her, just human like and the way she fights them is verbally like she just scolds them to get out the computer

-shes so powerful that if she wants to, she can shut down the computer permanently

-guess which character i took inspiration from for her outfit.. who knows.. it could be anyone..

-BERET doesent stand for anything since i cant think of something thats starts with the letter b that would fit

-shes kinda like a vocaloid of sorts? sounds like one ig

-she only exists once in someones computer, she knows about humans but doesent care about being one

-frida david and louise chat with her about sparrow scout stuff, shes an honorary member and helps out with their projects

-trevor tries to download BERET on his own device to troll her but BERET just deleted all the programming on his phone immediately afterwards BAHAHA

-BERET swore to stay in a window tab at all times unless totally necessary after david realized that she can control the video games they play (shes really good at them and it ruins the fun)

-also when i mean powerful i SAY powerful, she can alter the code of everything and control the keyboard so that it types by itself like she can control every device just from her window tab herself

-also about the window tab i keep talking about, when you download BERET theres a tab that spawns on the screen that you cant remove, its basically BERETS house where she hangs out (its just a box with fluffy clouds, like those sleeping quarters in a space station)

[ramblin-tiger]

Its Just A Game.

"Oh, its just a game i play with a few friends of mine."

That's all it was after all, just a game. You played it on the weekends and occasionally during the week when you didn't have homework or have to go work. You made a few friends and joined a small guild that welcomed newer players, and it was nice to just have people to chat with and hang out with in this new world you found yourself in.

As time moved on you finished school and worked more often. Now however, you were pretty good at managing your time so you played much more often. You became great friends with your guild leader and many inside this smaller guild. Eventually things slowed down in the game again when summer was over, with many members being students still the entire game slowed. Many members 'retired' so to say as they moved on or just needed to keep up with school. Then your Guild leader decided that they needed to retire from the game, alongside a few other members. It was a sad day, as you had become close friends after all, even talking outside of the game for a year or so at this point. But people move on and even if you still wanted to play others wanted to move on. So you bid them farewell in game and kept up with them outside of the game.

After all, it was just a game, right?

Since you still played, you decided to find a new guild to call home. After some searching, you found someone who was just starting a guild and was nice and seemed genuinely caring about their members. You joined up with the new guild and once again you made many more friends. Over the next few years you befriended many people in this new guild, and as you all played this game together you all got closer. The fun you all had rising in the ranks of the guild rankings and holding the top spots of a few categories was a blast. Once again, you became close friends with your guild leader and many others, eventually taking an officers role. You all came up with silly games to play within the game for even more fun. Like seeing who could hold onto a crown the longest when anyone could call it back to their own backpack. Many years passed, and eventually life started to take over. You stepped down from your position so newer people could help do things as you 'partially retired' to deal with life. You bid everyone a temporary farewell with love and left the game for some time.

After all, it was just a game, nothing more. . . Right?

Years later you came back to the game, having plenty of free time to dedicate to a game that you once played with so many great friends. When you logged on you were met with horror. Many of your friends had long since retired themselves. Your guild was a shadow of what it once was with nobody active anymore, and those that were had moved on to new guilds. You stared at the screen that showed what was once your virtual HOME. Emotions you never expected to have to deal with filling your mind. After a few days you make the hard decision to leave and see if there is a new place to maybe call home.

Nothing really ever stays the same in a game anyway, you guess.

Eventually you find a new guild and they accept you into their group. You play with them and do your best to fit in and become a part of them. However something just feels off. You don't quite mesh as well with the others and feel left out a lot of the time. You know its not intentional. The games clearly been dying for years, a mere fraction of the player base it once had. But it still hurts more than you would have thought.

One day a few months later, while browsing the auction house you see it. The crown that your old home used to play 'keep aways' with. It's not a particularly impressive item, nor expensive. You easily snag it and add it to your inventory. Out of curiosity, you check the guilds registry to see whats become of your old guild. You look at the list and without realizing it, your crying a bit. Your old homes are no longer on the list, having long since been removed from the game as there was no logical reason for them to have been kept. All of the memories are now all you have left. It hurts but its just how life is, you tell yourself. One thing sticks in your mind however:

It was never just a game.

[huenation]

first love never die / kkh

word count: 1,776

genre: angst, idol!txt, non-idol!mc

synopsis: it’s hard to navigate kai’s kindness and affection after he was the one who broke up with you for no reason

hyuka as your heartbreakingly sweet ex boyfriend who while he did end things still cares for you and loves you and is always there. he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body but you can’t help but feel like his kindness, his unchanging love wounds you. beyond the hemorrhaging of your heartbreak, there’s streams of guilt that run deeper with the way you put up a fight and a wall to kai. he keeps trying to be there for you — as a friend, but nothing of his actions since the break up speaks lesser of how he treated you before. you’re angry. you’re coldhearted. you’re on defense. you’re hurt.

and how could anyone be that way to someone who rivals the sun? these are the reasons you find yourself holed away in your room every night. turning down hangouts with the guys, leaving the group chat that you were in with everyone, practically ignoring kai, and in the few cases you speak it’s indifferently, moving away from him every time he even tries to be near you, leaving you to push yourself away in the dark. like how you are now, packing your things unceremoniously to leave, despite just arriving, now that you know kai is home. it’s humiliating, but you can’t turn back time, not when your silent disaster of a breakup now has involved the rest of them.

they do try and get you to stay as always. running away is cowardly. making a big deal out of nothing, or of what can’t be changed, is worse. however, they know you know this well enough.

“it hurts, you know?” the question startles kai, turning on his heel to see soobin at the kitchen table on his ipad, sporting his glasses, and tossing back a can of beer. kai turns back and huffs. he makes a show of how he feels with his crossed arms, pout, and deep sigh that extends to his shoulders. “what?” soobin confirms what he said with a nod. “it hurts for y/n. i mean, i know you mean well, hyuka. you always do, you always have. it just hurts that you still want to be the boyfriend and you aren’t.”

“tell me about it,” kai mutters under his breath, feeling the silence in response and drops another sigh at the weight of soobin’s gaze.

“no, tell y/n about it.” a badger of eyebrows towards the eldest emerges in response.

“well, i can’t.”

“then? it’s unfair for you to not give them space, and i know it’s virtually impossible for us to hang out with them without you since… this is our dorm and y/n’s our friend, but, i’m just saying, you broke up with them, they still don’t know why, and you’re still all over them. feels like you’re dangling a carrot in front of a bunny.”

kai drops his gaze to the floor at that. it takes a minute to settle, pondering now on his leader’s words. he likes to think he’s pretty sympathetic since he has no ill intentions, especially when it comes to you. he hadn’t thought of it that way. he just wanted to help.

but he knows things would only get worse if he did. if he did tell you why he ended things. if he explained why his agency emphasized that he can’t be dating anyone. when he had argued with the higher ups for the sake of keeping you in his life, stating that you and he were meant to be, they warned him that the only person who’d really get hurt is you, unfamiliar with the stark limelight that even he finds harmful as an idol. and he understood. he couldn’t. you always worked above and beyond to make time for him, even rearranging your schedule to align with the brief moments he had free time. he still wanted to be there for you.

but he knew it wasn’t right. so he backed off.

at least he tried to.

you had expected one of the guys to come over to just sit around and do nothing with at your house, opening the door without any hesitation at the knock. of course, your smile drops once you see who it is, eyes shimmering with hurt and anger, and you’re ready to shut the door but he slips his foot between it. you both just stare at his shoe sticking out, his little “ow” causing you to sigh and let him in. he’s so stubborn.

you walk back to your couch, arms crossed, as kai takes in your place. it’s been a month since the breakup. he hasn’t been here since then. nothing much has changed. the little plants at your sliding doors to your balcony lie by the bases of their pots, wilted and dead. a little mess here and there, but it’s still you. just having endured the brunt of getting dumped.

with an aloof and annoyed expression, you pick at your nails, lips pursed in a sour line.

“y/n?” he breathes out and you glance up at him, scowl forming.

“what?”

“have you eaten?”

the question makes you pause just for a second. he’s always cared about your eating and sleeping habits, checking in with you to remind you, taking care of you, and since you never let him a word in edgewise, it caught you off guard. you swallow a lump, rising to step away from him and rummage through your messes of trash and piles of clothes.

you’re not doing well.

“why does it matter to you?”

“because i care.”

you scoff, ruffling a garbage bag angrily, and you can feel him hovering over you from behind.

“here we go.” an eye roll.

“i do. i swear i do!” he presses and even if you hadn’t at all wanted to even talk to him or even look at him, you do all at once.

“then why did we break up?”

the question is finally in the air. your body language is tense, fists balled, expression tough even if he knows lunar eclipses in your eyes are more than soft by the brimming tears ready to take a leap. kai reads all of you, heart breaking, and after a moment, he sucks in a breath and slumps.

“that’s what i thought…” you scoff coldly through your teeth, sniffling and rubbing your wet cheek with your wrist. kai’s own vision blurs. his chest tightens and his throat burns. he hates this so much. instead of protecting you, all he’s done is break your heart and make you hate him.

“i wish i could tell you…” he lets out, voice breaking, and you lift your head at that. he never cries. a palm is stretched over his face, shoulders dropped in and lips trembling past the view of his limb.

“i think the more i talk to you, the more i try to ease the pain, all it does is hurt you and i’m sorry,” he sniffles hard, body scrunching up in an effort to hold in his cry. your eyes are waterfalls by now, even if there’s a mess of anger and sadness in you. kai drops his hand and with much hesitation looks up at you, blood shot eyes and shiny cheeks. you gasp.

“the truth is… my agency forbids us from dating and i know it’s stupid, b-believe me, i know, since you’re allowed to be friends with all of us still, it’s just that… you’re going to get hurt, like… it’s inevitable, y/n, and that’s not even the only thing i tried to fight — ” the breaths he draws in are so shaky and all you want to do is hold him, let him fold in your arms and let him cry, but with everything he’s saying, it only digs your feet further into the ground. your eyes are glazed over at the realization of it all. it didn’t matter how much work you’d put in, you’d always have to be a secret. and if the world discovered you, things would end horrifically not just for you two but for the boys, too.

“i already am the least popular member and you know how bad things can get and i can’t let you take the blow when things come crashing down. i just can’t. even if we try our case, let’s be honest, you’re going to be the one to suffer more and i wish i could do more, i wish i could have explained this to you, but that would have… it would have made me endings a lot harder than they would have to be. so i’m sorry, y/n…”

your grip on your shirt’s hem tightens, while the ones in your eyes loosens with the remnants of your tears. pain feels like gravity now, it’s weighing you down, and your chest feels so full, like you can’t breathe.

“i guess you’re right,” your voice is so broken and hoarse, kai looking up. the two of you stand far apart like strangers, lost looks in your eyes but they are reflections of your navigation of this heartbreak. he had to swallow such a large pill and keep it together for the two of you. how could anyone shoulder this and take the brunt for two?

it didn’t surprise you. your hyuka has not one bad cell in his body.

“i’m sorry, hyuka,” you palm your mouth, trying to shut the wails that are building in your throat down. “i’m sorry i was so cruel to you, i’m sorry i was so angry i didn’t care if it meant you got hurt, i’m sorry i didn’t know the truth…”

apologies flood from your tongue until it’s a jumble of consonants and vowels. kai takes another leap, walking from his spot and moving to you, coming to embrace you. that warmth, that sweet scent of his, the little nose whistles, all of him enveloped you in a hug you didn’t realize you were dying for for so long.

so as you broke down in his arms, knowing words coming from you and him, you felt your world coming down as you knew it. kai had been on this path by himself for about a month while you were taking your first turbulent steps. this isn’t a normal breakup, that much was clear, but one thing that was for certain, when the two of you eventually pulled away, eyes red and swollen, wet nose and cheeks rosy with grief, pupils so dark and broken, voices so tinny and hoarse, hand in hand so tightly, agreement to remain friends forever…

you and kai would always love each other.

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ending note: pardon this silly little idea i had and the way i RUSHED the ending but i just wanted this out of my sight before it turned into a 10k serious thing hope u enjoyed hehehe

[pumpkinmetaphor]

We know in cannon who Haruhi, Tamaki, and Hani end up with, and we’re all KyoKao shippers here. What kind of person do you think Mori and Hikaru would end up with? Particularly interested in what you think about Hikaru. His ambivalence about intimacy is interesting to me. 

Hikaru and Mori should end up with each other in true pair the spares fashion. Jk jk...or am I? I am bc I don't think Mori would like Hikaru like that.

I have to go with Hatori Bisco's statements about Mori; that he either ends up with someone exactly like him who's super quiet, or he ends up with his exact opposite. Like Renge. Can you imagine.

Either way I don't think Mori would ever volunteer any information about it and one day the hosts just get an invite to his wedding and they're like WHAT you're having an arranged marriage? And Hani is like no, Takashi has been dating this girl for four years and they're all like ????????

As for Hikaru...yes, Hikaru's relation to intimacy is very interesting bc he's absolutely the kind of guy who need to stumble into it accidentally or through manipulative intervention. I think he wants love, but anyone who wants him comes on too strong and anyone who doesn't it's bc they don't want him. He needs to strike lucky.

(Side note, both twins having these kind of anxious avoidant attachment styles is interesting.)

I think, from a KyoKao perspective, Hikaru/Nanako is great. Nanako is Kyoya's narrative foil, and is really there to tell us something about Kyoya and his future. I love the idea of her showing up again, and I think it's objectively hysterical for her to end up as his sister in law anyway.

Hikaru would like Nanako because she's ambivalent. Hikaru wants to, and should, work for it- not necessarily in a bending over backwards sense, but in a "this is challenge." Nanako's lack of immediate interest in him (especially bc she meets him as a teenager, and that would colour her idea of him even four or five years later when they cross paths again) stops that immediate "ick" that Hikaru would get, that intense distrust of strangers. And he likes being kept on his toes a little with someone whose life feels fascinatingly different to his own admittedly sheltered one.

Nanako would have to be practically tricked into it. Hikaru is young, clearly unserious, probably about the age she was when she was dodging omiais when they meet again. She likes playing tour guide and Hikaru clearly thinks she's really cool and wants to follow her- so be it. And he's funny and weird and kind of cute. And if they hang out or hook up and Hikaru immediately falls in love with her, because he's actually quick when it clicks, well she doesn't need to notice that until she's in the same boat and absolutely fucking furious about it.

I do have one caveat when I think about Hikaru's future though and that is, as much as I think narratively, from a KyoKao truther perspective, Hikaru/Nanako makes narrative sense to also occur, and is also very endearing to me as a ship, I think Hikaru would want kids and I think Nanako would rather die. I think either could change their mind on marriage for the other, but kids is a different ballpark.

I don't have a solution to that lmao.

Anyway so if Hikaru didn't get with Nanako, it's hard to imagine what kind of girl he'd end up with. She'd have to be pre-vetted without Hikaru necessarily being aware of that-- he wouldn't actually date any girl Kaoru has set him up with, because it's contrived and there are already steep expectations, and said girl probably said yes because Kaoru asked and that's weird. She'd have to be virtually uninterested in him while being interested enough in him to end up in his crosshairs.

Hypothetically Hikaru could also end up with a man, but in my head he does settle down with a woman. At the same time, I think Hikaru is attracted to androgyny to a degree.

Regardless, I think if Hikaru ended up having kids he would end up with twin girls. And they're easy, so easy, these are perfect angels. He knew everyone was whining over him and Kaoru for no reason. This is a piece of cake.

They try for a boy. Bam. Twin girls again. And it turns out twins are only easy as long as they don't walk or talk yet (and you have four nannies). The house is a fucking warzone. Hikaru has so many business meetings out of the country. Apples, trees.